Living in the same place for almost three years can be daunting -- the same noisy neighbors, the same smelly fish sauce from the family downstairs, and the routine hammering can really grate on a person. It can wear you down and force you to start searching for a new apartment. After the fifth week of hammering, suddenly you think, "Oh, living in the 15th arrondissement doesn't seem so bad."
But then there are the perks. Amongst all of the Canal Saint-Martin's hype and well-publicized establishments, you find something that is your own. Every spring, the same family of ducks hatches a new batch of eggs and the tiny floating fluff balls paddle their way down the Canal. This is not another gushing article about this fantastic neighborhood. I know it's a great place to live. Apparently these ducks know, too.